My Baby

My doodle bug,
My honey bun,
My sweet little boy,
He’s my motivation
To not live as
An addict anymore.
I’ve held onto my pain,
Too tightly,
For too long,
It’s time to let the pain end
So the hope can begin.
My child,
Hold on,
The pain ends.
Let my child know
His momma’s love,
No more distance,
No more disappointment, 
No more questions
Whether or not
Momma’s going to be there
When you wake up.
Let my wee one know,
Momma is sorry.
Let his forgiveness wash over me,
So I can forgive myself. 
My motivation is knowing that
He’s worth more than,
Stolen happiness,
Why’s not answered
And abandonment.
He deserves his momma
Right there
By his side,
Every second,
Of every day.
This addiction of mine,
Won’t steal his sunshine anymore,
I promise.

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